The room wall were painted reddish color. The ceiling had a fancy royal black slope with a clean and smooth surface. There were roses spread in every inch of the room, makes it super romantic for love birds.

She rested on dark velvet bed. Feeling the softness and the pliable bedsheets of the bed, waiting for her devilish prince.

She had a shapely figure which was imp-thin. Her waist was tapered and her skin glossy like the sunshine.

A pair of slender eyebrows looked down on sweeping eyelashes. Her sea-nymph ears framed a dainty nose.

She smiled, showing a little view of her shiny halo- white teeth. She makes a sexy post on the bed with her red hot lingerie she wore, slided her mess dark-brown hair to one side.

her rapture-green eyes glared at Riccardo standing at the door edge like a king who found it pleasant to watch her do her magic. She looks down feeling embarrassed of her irresistible behavior. he walked up to meet her on the bed, cupped her thin waist, dragged her closer to himself

"Do you need me?" He whispered exotically to her ears

"Yes I do" she replied softly, feeling the heat of hormones from the man bare chest who seem like a god.

He touched her heart shaped lips and she signs feeling his hot breathe sending shivers down to her neck. His hands moves down to the breast, follow along with his lips, he deep his tongue into her nipple without warning, giving it a massive suck

"Ash! " She moaned

"What's your name?" He asked continue what he was doing

" My..... name.... is" the clock rings. Damm it's just a freaky dream.

Riccardo_

In the city of Rome lives the ruthless billionaire's son who takes over his father business after his terrible death, one of the dangerous criminals whom exports cocaine drugs and guns across the continent of Europe, North America, South America and Asian.

The business had been in the family for generation to generation keeps the legacy going makes it the dangerous family not to deal with.

A tall alluring figure seated down on a rocker chair in the corridor of the fascinating Villa. His eyes were glued to the magazine written on the top page.

"THE DEATH OF GIOVANNI, THE POWERFUL BILLIONAIRE IN ROME CITY"

He sighed, after three months this posters still have the guts to publish this.

"Some people only respect death" he gritted on his teeth angrily while glancing on the magazine before him. The past reflect....

It's was unforgettable night. Giovanni had completed 57 today and the whole mansion was rooting up for him mostly his mafia members. Riccardo seem not to be in the mood for celebrating his father completion of 57 years old. His mind and thoughts were lost in her....

Giovanni walked up to him in the mansion balcony. watching the landscape and the beautiful lights reflecting the beauty of the night

"What are you thinking?" He asked waiting for his son response.

"Her " Riccardo answered glancing at the light without looking at the his father

"Hmm" Giovanni sighed, adjusted himself closer to the boy. "Son, life's more than you expect. Riccardo women are trouble, you should focus more on this business not thinking about your dream girl you have never met before"

"Yes Papa but I am trying she's always in my dreams every night"

"That's most reason you need to focus. Alfonso Celestino is becoming hard to deal wit these days."

" Alfonso Celestino?"

" Hmm" Giovanni nods

" Do that bastard wants!"

"He came with an offer to help him transfer young ladies from Italy to America for prostitution"

"Do you agree?" He asked. Obviously, because he hates Alfonso.

"No I refuse, that's illegal to the mafia hood law.I think he looking for a way to get back in the mafia hood"

"I thought you banished him out of mafia hood when he stood against you begin the next lord. Maybe, he begging for his death!"

"Son , things never go well when you act violent all the time. You might lose some important things close to you or regret. As I'm regretting your mother death but the rules are the rules, never shows weakness"

" It was never your fault. You never wish for that to happen"

" I know. I know" he said sadly sip from the glass of wine held on his hand.

" Son, come and joined the party. There are lots of bitches waiting for your dick" he said joking and went back inside. Riccardo left out a sighed continue his view with the slience night, hopes someday

Just one day, he will meet her.

Suddenly, a loud scream came from inside, ladies running and guns shooting from every direction.

What the fuck!

He ran inside bought out a gun from his back pocket and rush inside. The shooting go on until the attackers decided to run away.

" After them! " He roared at his men, who immediately ran after the attackers.

" Father!!!" He called out.

" Riccardo, over here" Alessandro alarmed.

Over the side of the bar hall, he saw his father laying down in a pool of blood, bleeding from both his mouth and stomach. He ran to him, held he tight by the hand.

"I am here father, what the fuck are you waiting for!" He growled at Alessandro who seem shivering.

"Call the fucking ambulance!"

"Y-yes I am calling" Alessandro replied shivering

He turned to his father with tears gathering in his eyes.

"M-man never cry, understand son "

Riccardo nodded in response

It was too late before the ambulance arrives Giovanni gave up the ghost.

"Father!!!"

Riccardo scream out in agony also for reveng. Never let a drop of tear out. " Man never cry"

.............................

He called Franco his personal assistant who was kind of gay man....

" Sir, you called?" Franco asked, immediately he gets to the balcony, with cold sweat on his eyebrows.

" Tell the men waiting time is over" he said raised up from the rocker chair.

" Sure sir" Franco answered who dare to hesitate, with no further questions he head on...

...................................

After three months ...

All family businness were handle over to he as the second heir of Francesco family both hide and expose business,

A Man will always be a Man to rule.

He was bought up in the land of guns and blood making his first kill at the age of 15.

When they were born, is the family tradition that the children are baptised as babies with the holy water in the Roman alter.

At a certain age, the children of all the mafias members are bought to the Roman shrine for learning, understanding the rules and law to follow in the mafia hood. But the Francesco family were incharge which makes him the mafia king of Italy.

Waking up naked from his fucking sleep with his whores looking at the magnificent green eyes of his mystery dream girl who only appears in his dreams with her dark brown hair, Her honey sweet lips imagine kissing them in his dreams. her painted pictures were all over the walls of the room.

Damnit! who is this beautiful fantasy girl that makes him lose his mind all the time.

The door bell rings

" Sir Riccardo" Alessandro called

" come in " his rumbling bass voice answered took a glass of wine from the drawer edge close to the bed, sat on one of the sofa in the room, gently takes a little sip from the glass watched the ladies rolling on his bed asking for fuck!

" Did you found her?" He asked immediately Alessandro step in

"No, I don't think she's an Italian I had checked all the cities and towns but no clue about her"

"Then try harder! I want her! I fucking want her with me not only in my dreams but reality to feel her soft skin you need to try harder I don't care how long it's takes"

" Okay Sir Riccardo I tell the agents to check other countries" Alessandro replied with his head down

"Good take this ones off my bed I need to freshing up" Alessandro clap his hands to wake up the ladies after Riccardo had strode into the bathroom

" ladies your time is up".